The Smiles and Frowns of Fortune

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Page 216 - ... That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Page 156 - I smile, And cry, content, to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Page 27 - One fatal remembrance one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes To which Life nothing darker nor brighter can bring, For which joy hath no balm and affliction no sting.
Page 110 - I WEIGH not fortune's frown or smile; I joy not much in earthly joys; I seek not state, I seek not style; I am not fond of fancy's toys. I rest so pleased with what I have, I wish no more, no more I crave.
Page 248 - Like slaves they obey'd her in height of power, But left her all in her wintry hour ; And the crowds that swore for her love to die, Shrunk from the tone of her last faint sigh ; And this is man's fidelity ! 'Tis woman alone, with a purer heart. Can see all these idols of life depart ; And love the more, and smile and bless Man in his uttermost wretchedness.
Page 271 - He turn'd not spoke not sunk not fix'd his look, And set the anxious frame that lately shook : He gazed how long we gaze despite of pain, And know, but dare not own, we gaze in vain ' In life itself she was so still and fair...
Page 237 - Nor fix'd on you alone ? And can you rend, by doubting still, A heart so much your own ? To you my soul's affections move Devoutly, warmly true ; My life has been a task of love, One long, long thought of you.
Page 224 - TWAS early day, and sunlight stream'd Soft through a quiet room, That hush'd, but not forsaken seem'd, Still, but with nought of gloom. For there, serene in happy age, Whose hope is from above, A father communed with the page Of Heaven's recorded love. Pure fell the beam, and meekly bright, On his...
Page 159 - THE OUTLAW'S RENDEZVOUS. Our plots fall short like darts which rash hands throw With an ill aim, and have too far to go ; Nor can we long discoveries prevent ; God is too much about the innocent ! SIR ROBERT HOWARD.
Page 13 - There's not a heart, however cast By grief and sorrow down, But hath some memory of the past To love and call its own.

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